100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death

On March [-], Juba, the capital of South Sudan, was under the scorching sun.

The new airport in Juba is still under construction. The outdated and small old airport is full of people. Passengers of different skin colors are crowded at the door opening for checking luggage. The airport hall is extremely hot and smells strange smells from time to time. .

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the luggage was finally pulled out with a trolley, and the passengers waiting at the door rushed to the front to find their luggage.

After that, these people need to go to the more crowded visa area to wait for visa procedures.

A Dinka man with nothing to do turned around the hall a few times and finally found his target.

He leaned over to a young man with black hair and black eyes, and said quickly in English: "Hi sir, if you are here alone for the first time, you must be in great need of a capable guide."

The black-haired man had just been rudely asked for cash by the security personnel at the airport. Hearing this, he turned his head vigilantly and looked at the strike-up person who was a head and a half taller than him.

This Dinka man has dark skin. Although he is much taller, he is not strong, but very thin. A shirt can dangle back and forth on him.

Seeing the fat sheep he had chosen look over, he immediately showed a mouthful of not-so-white teeth: "Dear sir, it's too noisy here. If you want to change to a quiet place to quickly apply for an entry permit, then I suggest you go to VIP service area."

Asian man: "Freedom guide?"

"Oh, yes. You can call me Noah, I'm a local here." Noah smiled and pointed not far away: "That's the VIP service area, you can try it there."

The passenger who was tipped by the airport guard just after getting off the plane was noncommittal. He looked at the still crowded and noisy lobby, and finally chose to try his luck in the VIP area.

While walking, he adjusted the phone and sent a message.

Mage: [We have arrived in Juba. 】

Pipilu: [The location of the plane crash has been locked, the coordinates are sent to you, pay attention to safety. 】

Pipilu: 【The Chinese embassy in South Sudan sent peacekeepers to the accident site yesterday afternoon. There were only a few crew members and accompanying police officers dead at the scene. The mission target is most likely still alive. 】

Mage: [Do I need to connect with peacekeepers? 】

Pipilu: [Hiding is good for your ability, but I have notified the ambassador to South Sudan that if necessary, you can also go there to seek support. 】

Mage: [Received, thank you Vice Team. 】

That's right, this ordinary-looking man with black hair, black eyes, black and yellow skin, and a few pockmarks on his face, is just a simple disguise, with a false ID forged by the Special Affairs Department, and voluntarily applying to come here Marven Ye looking for the crashed plane.

He has never been to Africa, and all he knows about it is the magnificent natural landscape, wild animals running wild in the grasslands, as well as war, poverty and disease.

In this case, it would be wise to hire a local guide as soon as possible.

After completing the formalities, it was already past four in the afternoon when he walked out of the airport. Marven Ye was carrying a black backpack, frowned slightly, and let the young black man named Noah follow by his side.

"I'm very worried about the security here, so, can you find a safer high-end hotel for me to stay in?"

"Oh, of course. I am familiar with all the hotels here!" Noah hurriedly said: "Sir, are you here for tourism or for work? There are several safe and comfortable hotels in Juba. If there are no specific requirements, I can take you to the one with the best traffic conditions."

"Okay." Marven Ye thought for a while, and said simply: "You can call me Tom Sirius. Noah, I plan to gather in Juba City, and I also want to go outside the city. I will go to several cities that are closer to here." One turn."

"Oh, Mr. Sirius, I can help most of your requests." Noah led him out of the main gate of the airport, and said, "However, there were several small-scale conflicts outside the city a few days ago. If you want to go outside, we probably need to follow the peacekeepers outside the city, or... If you don’t mind, you can form a temporary team with other tourists.” With that, Noah reached out to call for a car: “Mr. Sirius, this Get in the car."

Ye Wenxuan followed the good advice, got into the car and talked with Noah, trying to learn as much as possible about the situation here.

Along the way, he looked out through the car window, and all he saw were low-rise bungalows, or some unique local igloo huts, or simple sheds erected at random.

Vehicles ran over the dirt road, and dark-skinned men and women could be seen everywhere on the street, cattle strolling leisurely, and children squatting and playing beside the garbage dump.

Occasionally, there are high-rise buildings standing abruptly among the low houses. Noah explained to him that those are high-end hotels or villas for the rich.

But in fact, it is only six or seven floors high. It gives people an intuitive feeling that this place is not as prosperous as a fourth- and fifth-tier city in Huaguo.

Ye Wenxuan looked from the hut to the small high-rise building, thinking in his heart, where might Xing Yuan be? Could it be in Juba?

The location of the plane crash is not too close to Juba, but it is farther away from other major cities.

Xing Yuan was still injured before boarding the plane. Ye Wenxuan didn't dare to think whether he would suffer more serious injuries when the plane crashed, but if there were any survivors on the plane, it was very likely that he would look for the nearest hospital.

Judging from the current situation in South Sudan, hospitals can only be set up in larger cities, and there may also be UN camps and refugee camps. These are the places Ye Wenxuan needs to look for first.

When we arrived at the hotel, it was said to be one of the best high-end hotels in Juba. In fact, it was only six stories high, but compared with the thatched iron houses on the side of the road, it was indeed considered luxurious.

Noah helped him check in at the front desk, while Ye Wenxuan waited on the sidelines. He felt that this person was fine except for being too enthusiastic, so he exchanged contact information with him, and agreed to meet tomorrow and first take a tour of Juba City.

Before leaving, Marven Ye asked him: "If I want to go to Mount Kineti, how do I get there?"

Noah's smile slowed down, and he shook his head again and again: "No, no, no, we can't go there, and neither will our people."

"I know that there are frequent civil wars in that area, but the situation has improved recently. I have inquired and there are tour guides leading groups there." Ye Wenxuan stared at him, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Could it be that I was deceived?"

Noah just waved at him, said "can't go" repeatedly, then turned and ran away.

Marven Ye: "..."

He closed the door, brushed his hair irritably, and threw his backpack and himself on the bed.

The crash site of Xing Yuan's plane was near Mount Kineti.

It was a war-torn zone, surrounded by several small towns, some of which belonged to government forces, and some were occupied by rebels.

In order to compete for territory, the two sides will clash from time to time. Every day, stranded civilians, regular army soldiers, and militants die. No businessmen or tourists want to go there. The only people who enter the war-torn zone are peacekeepers, soldiers, and other troops. Doctors, and war correspondents.

Zheng Xingguo once mentioned that after confirming the crash site, the nearby Huaguo peacekeeping force has gone to investigate. The corpses in the wreckage of the plane are incomplete, but judging from the remaining clothes, it should be the crew and accompanying guards. The number is about seven. to about nine, but the actual number of people in the cabin should be more than a dozen.

The black box on the plane was taken away by the troops and has not yet been decrypted, but some soldiers found that the cabin door of the crashed plane was open. Judging from the traces at the scene, it seems that it had been opened before the crash.

"We still don't know what happened at the time, but before the plane crashed, there may have been a few people who fell down." The chief of the peacekeeping force reported to the country: "It is not ruled out that someone escaped by parachuting."

Afterwards, the peacekeeping force and the embassy in the UK checked with each other, and it was finally confirmed that apart from Xing Yuan, there might be two security guards, a flight attendant, and Cherno, the bodyguard that Xing Yuan brought with him.

It was also because of this small possibility that Ye Wenxuan insisted on coming, hoping to see the crash site with his own eyes.

"Just kidding... I protected all the way, and the person who was finally sent to the plane, how could it just disappear..." He lay on his back on the bed and whispered bitterly.

"Even if I'm dead, I'm willing to see the corpse."

In the next two days, Marven Ye followed Noah around Juba.

In fact, it doesn't take that long. It's really too barren here. You can almost walk around the city in a morning by car.

But Ye Wenxuan walked very seriously, he asked cryptically how many Chinese people were here, and whether there were any strange faces recently.

Unfortunately, the answers I got were not satisfactory.

After such a two-day delay, Marven Ye couldn't bear it any longer, and expressed to Noah his strong desire to go to the vicinity of Mount Kineti.

Apart from being greedy and loving money, Noah can be regarded as a relatively competent guide. He firmly opposed it at first, but Ye Wenxuan explained that he was willing to pay him double the tour guide fee, and Noah couldn't help but waver.

"This is very inappropriate. If you were a war reporter or a doctor, I probably wouldn't advise you that way." He frowned, wondering why: "The war zone is very dangerous, and ordinary tourists are not allowed to enter. Your request is really Yes... I have brought so many foreign tourists, not many are willing to go to that kind of place."

Marven Ye: "Not many, so there are still some?"

Noah exclaimed helplessly: "Very few, really very few!"

"Money is not a problem. If you don't want to, I won't force it." Ye Wenxuan said to him, "However, can you help me find a guide who is willing to take people into Mount Kineti?"

Noah: "You...why do you want to go there, it's not a good place."

Marven Ye said: "My friend came here before, and he disappeared near Mount Kineti. I...I'm very worried..."

He only said so much, but it didn't prevent Noah from making up a complete story by himself, and the latter really said: "Oh, this is really bad...well, let me think..."

In the evening, Marven Ye returned to the hotel and received a message from Noah not long after taking a shower.

Noah: [Mr. Sirius, a guide I know will take a few people to Eastern Equatorial State tomorrow, and their destination is not very far from Mount Kineti.I talked to him, and the guide said that if he gave more money, he could take you for a ride, but there was only one day of activity time after he arrived, and he didn't want to stay there any longer. 】

Ye Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief, he threw the wet towel on his head aside, and quickly replied to the other party.

Tom Sirius: 【Money is not a problem. 】

Noah: [I will send his contact information to your mobile phone.Mr. Sirius, I hope you are prepared for the daily war and death around Mount Kineti.You are a generous gentleman and I do not wish to hear of your death in a few days, please stay safe. 】

Tom Sirius: [Thank you very much, Noah. 】

Not long after, the phone made a "ding dong", and Noah sent the guide's information and travel time and location.

Ye Wenxuan took a look, saved the number, and then deleted all the information on the phone that might reveal his identity.

Early the next morning, he put on the camouflage on his face again, and turned back into the black and yellow man with pockmarked face.Afterwards, he slipped a pen on the table into his jacket pocket, and left a tip on the bedside. Then he put on his backpack and hurried out of the hotel.

When we arrived at the scheduled location, the guide's car was already waiting there.

The guide Noah found for him was named Kabu, who was also a native of Juba. I heard that he was a policeman in South Sudan before, but he was injured in the civil war and was forced to retire.

At this moment, Kabu was leaning against the car door smoking a cigarette. When he saw Ye Wenxuan walking in front of the car, he checked his identity information with him.

The author has something to say: ####African people heard that Thor is coming####

Hearing that Marven Ye was coming to Africa, the local prime ministers put up various banners at the airport.

[Welcome Comrade Ye XX to visit South Sudan and surrounding areas to inspect and guide the work! 】

[African people welcome you! 】

[Rain, rain, rain, rain, rain! 】

【Warmly celebrate the early arrival of the rainy season in [-]! 】

[The spring in the Sahara Desert is more exciting because of you! 】

Ye Wenxuan dressed as a passerby just got off the plane: "..."

It's so annoying, can I buy the nearest flight back?